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Chapter 489: Chapter 518: the mysterious cabbages tribe (I)

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On this day, Bagg woke up from his tent early as usual. He tidied up his tent and prepared to continue his journey. His goal was the Golden Land of the north, where all the Good Beastmen yearned for!

Bagg was a young warrior of the Southern Thunder Tribe clan. Three months ago, he bid farewell to his parents and younger siblings, packed his luggage, and began his journey to the north… …

A few days before he left, his parents tried to persuade him many times, but he still insisted on his dream. Due to his good aptitude and hard work, he was actually highly regarded by the royal family. They even wanted to promote him to be the captain of the guards. For an ORC who was not of royal blood, this was already considered a very good future. Moreover, he was still very young, and there was a high chance that he would become a general of the external family…

However, Bagg was unwilling to take such a path because he knew that if he was not of royal blood, he would only be a general of an external clan at the peak of his life. Just like his grandfather, although he had the position of a general leading tens of thousands of troops.., however, he could not be like the royal clan, who had passed down the glory from generation to generation.

In the prairie, no matter how many battle achievements you made, no matter how many cows and sheep you were rewarded with, they were still unreliable assets. Because of a change in the weather, these cows and sheep could be turned into nothingness in an instant. It had only been two generations since his grandfather passed away. His family had already gone from a general’s family to a family that was similar to an ordinary family. He had personally witnessed how his family had declined so much within twenty years…

However, such a thing could not happen in the royal family. In a large tribe like thunder, the royal family each had a great elf totem. This was the foundation of the Beast family and also the foundation of the royal family, as long as they had this, even if the royal family members had four or five generations of ridiculous people, the next generation would still be able to enjoy the best resources and training. And this kind of treatment was not something that an ordinary family without a great elf totem could enjoy.

Therefore, when he was very young, Bagg had made up his mind to go to the north to explore. Because for the beastmen with ordinary bloodlines, only in the golden soil of the northern plains would they have the chance to get a great elf, and only in the north.., would they be able to transform ordinary orcs into royalty!

Three months ago, Bagg had set out on his journey with his hot-blooded dream of more than twenty years in mind… …

But after three months, he realized that this path was not easy to walk on. The three-month journey to the north made him feel that it was more and more difficult to move forward…

The environment of the northern plains was relatively worse than that of the south. The arid climate, the more sandstorms, and the extremely low rainfall caused the quality of the northern plains to be far inferior to that of the south.

Furthermore, the northern plains were really huge. It was so huge that Bagg had walked for three whole months without seeing any signs of human habitation. Furthermore, due to the barren grasslands, Bagg had not seen a single prey for more than ten days in a row. He and his mount, Tommy, had not eaten a full meal for many days…

When he had arrived, many elders in the tribe had helped their parents to persuade him that this was a road for gamblers. Every year, an unknown number of young elites would flood into the southern plains and rush towards the north with unrealistic dreams. There were even some young sword saints from the fire tribe clan among these people, but only one in ten thousand could successfully achieve their goal and return…

From the very beginning, he had already felt the hardships of the north that the elders had mentioned…

After coming out of the tent, Bagg looked at the gray weather and sighed slightly. He braved the cold and dry frost and began to pack his luggage. Perhaps he should listen to the old man’s suggestion.., even if he chose to go on an adventure, he should not go on the road in this cold winter.

To be honest, he was a little regretful in his heart. However, since he had already come this far, he naturally would not choose to go back in disgrace…

He could not help but complain in his heart. Why would the golden soil be in such a barren north… …

Just as he was complaining in his heart, Tommy, who was originally listless because he could not fill his stomach, suddenly stood up and looked cautiously behind Bagg.

Barg was stunned. He did not have time to tidy up his tent. He picked up his broadsword and turned around to look.

The grassland was very flat. From Afar, Barg could see the reason why Tommy was on guard. There were countless black shadows. As these black shadows approached, the ground shook.

They had not arrived yet, but they had already put a lot of pressure on Barg. He knew that this was a heavyweight team…

Bagg comforted his uneasy mount and looked over with slight doubt. Tommy was an elite black lion that had been trained by the Thunder tribe. He had never been afraid in the battlefield, and it was rare to see him so uneasy. Suddenly, he became more and more vigilant towards the thing that was walking towards him…

Finally, as he waited solemnly, he first saw a flag raised high in the distance. It was an orange-yellow flag. The chess board was very large and gave off an imposing aura. However, the embroidery on the flag made Bagg slightly stunned…

If he wasn’t mistaken… … then it should be.. … It was… ? … cabbage?

Why was it embroidered on the flag?

Bugger had a strange expression on his face, but before he could complain, the orcs under the flag had already slowly entered his field of vision.

Bugger could see clearly that there was a neat row of Tauren at the front. All of them were tall and burly, at least four meters tall. Bugger had seen quite a number of Tauren in the Lightning tribe, however, it was rare to see so many strong Tauren in that tribe. After all, there were only two or three four-meter-tall Tauren in a normal tribe.

Moreover, the most important thing was not their physique, but the battle armors on their bodies. Under the sunlight, they emitted a cold and ferocious light. With just one look at Bagg, he could tell that they were definitely high-quality battle armors!

Armors were very rare in the grasslands. One reason was that there were fewer ores in the grasslands, and the second reason was that armor forging in the grasslands required the assistance of fire spirits. Usually, small tribes would rarely allow all their soldiers to wear a full set of iron armor. This was especially so for these Tauren. They were so big that even in large tribes, many Tauren wore leather armor…

There were at least a thousand Tauren in front of them, right. To be able to equip a thousand Tauren and wear iron armor, it must be a large tribe…

Just as he was thinking about it, the Beast tribe opposite him seemed to have noticed him. Suddenly, a few black shadows dashed out from the tribe and ran towards him. Seeing this, Bagg took a deep breath and gripped the weapon in his hand…

“Black Lion? Are you from the Thunder Tribe?”

A few seconds later, a slightly hoarse voice asked him in a questioning manner.

Bagg was stunned for a moment. Only when the people got closer did he see clearly that the two damn gnolls that had jumped over were actually two gnolls. The reason why he did not recognize them at the first moment was because they were wearing the same set of exquisite chainmail armor!

When he got close to them, he realized how excellent the armor was. He had only seen it on the Royal Guards of the tribe, and the texture was not even as good as the one in front of him…

Suddenly, a sense of disbelief rose in his heart. which damn tribe was so extravagant to give the gnolls such good equipment?

Even the Swift Wind tribe, which didn’t discriminate the gnolls the most, couldn’t give them this kind of treatment, right?

“Hey, I’m asking you a question!”The two gnolls immediately frowned when they saw the other’s expression.

Upon hearing this, Bagg calmed himself down, then stood up straight and said coldly, “I’m Bagg, the giant hand of the Thunder Tribe!”

Bagg looked at the other with an arrogant expression. The older generation had told him that in the north, under no circumstances should one be cowardly. The tougher you were, the more people would respect you…

The two gnolls looked at each other and said gently, “Please come with us. Lady Alice Is Here!”